by James S. Dorr
***Editor's Note: Adult Story, Mature Themes***
The last decision Ashleigh made under the influence of Rocky Road ice cream was to spike her hair and dye it bright blue. That and her turning to cannibalism. The combination seemed somehow right to her--people already thought her a freak, or at least a bit odd. And it solved the Rocky Road ice cream problem rather well too.
Cannibalism did have its down side, though. For instance, the night she ate her boyfriend. She felt badly afterward, and not just the tummy ache from over-gorging. No, the hurt she felt was deeper within.
That put a cramp on her sex life as well. It wasn't that she couldn't get new boyfriends. Fair of face and shapely of figure, she bordered on gorgeous in most men's eyes.
And the hairdo enhanced it--it made her stand out.
But other parts of her were starting to bloat out too, her stomach and thighs. Ex-boyfriends made rich fare. And "waste not, want not" was ever her credo, so, while defunct boyfriend flesh could be wrapped and stored in her freezer, its delicate flavor was dulled in the process. In short, what she killed was best eaten while still fresh.